Us ; George Weasley

Seventy-nine

"Holy guacamole!" Lee exclaimed as we entered my bedroom. "You sleep in here?"

"No, I sleep on the roof." I deadpanned, causing him to turn and look at me with his eyes squinted. "Lee, Fred and Marco – you'll be sleeping in my living room through those doors right there."

I pointed at the wall that was covered with a glass door that split in the middle and then you could slide them open on each side, making the whole wall open. Then I turned to George and smiled as he looked around, taking in the details.

"And Georgie, you're allowed to sleep in my bed." I said softly, causing him to look at me with a small smirk, raising an eyebrow. "If you're comfortable with that, of course."

"Of course. Why wouldn't I be–"

"What's this?" Fred cut him off. I looked at him to see him point at a small basket on my bookshelf that contained my cassette tapes which were organised in colour code.

"My cassette tapes." I told him, approaching where he stood while Marco let himself drop onto the bed, starting a flirting conversation with George as Lee entered the living room to explore. "It's music. I have a cassette player and when I put one of the cassette tapes in it, I can play and listen to music."

Fred looked genuinely curious as I reached in behind my books where I hid the cassette player since William always steals it since he broke his own a few years ago and didn't bothered buying a new one.

"Play him your mixtape, Allie." Marco called out. "The pink one."

He turned to George.

"She made herself a mixtape of her favourite songs last summer. They're all muggle songs but they're really good." he explained. "It has been one of her hobbies for year. To make her own tapes."

"Is that so?" George looked at me and I send him a small smile as I found my pink mixtape and put it in the player, closing it before I pressed the play button, waiting for the first song to start to play.

'Fat bottomed girls' by Queen.

"You never told me you did mixtapes." George said, approaching slowly while Fred was focused on the music.

"It's just a hobby." I shrugged. "And it seems a little cheesy."

"I don't think so." he shook his head, his eyes landing on the player in my hand. "I like that song."

"She's got a great taste in music." Marco said, approaching us as well. He reached in-between Fred and I and grabbed the basket of tapes to look through them. "My favourite tape is the white one. It has only Abba songs on it."

"Who's Abba?" Lee asked, joining us by my shelves as the music played into the room. "A girl?"

"It's a band." I said. "Formed in nineteen-seventy-two in Sweden. I have two of their songs on this one but they're one of my favourite artists."

"I thought that was Michael Jackson." George said with a frown. I looked up at him, smiling.

"You remember that?" I grinned. "Yeah. Michael Jackson is my favourite, then comes Abba, then Queen, The Beatles and then Aqua."

I placed my player on the shelf, letting it play.

"I know The Beatles!" Lee exclaimed out of excitement. "Though they're not together anymore, right?"

"Mate, they broke up in nineteen-seventy." Marco said. "Eight years before any of us were born."

"Well, I'm sorry if I offended you, Marcus." Lee scoffed and rolled his eyes then focusing them on me. "How about the last one? Did you say Aqua? Isn't that water?"